PART II: THE COLONY
Kwas: Remember, people, the goal is simple: find the base's Synomium Device, blow it up, then bug out. Understood?
All: Aye, sir!
Kwas: Okay, then! Move it out!
(CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK CLUNK)
Gotti: Lobster by those spheres! Taking the shot!
Gotti: He's still up!
Kwas: Covering fire!
Lobsterman: GHROWL . . .
(SHLERK SHLERK SHLERK)
Princeps: Fried brain, now.
(CLUNK CLUNK THUMP THUMP THUMP)
Aldred: Hey, I've spotted the Synomium Device. Moving in to plant a charge.
(SQUISH SQUISH SQUISH THUD THUD)
Aldred: Charge is set. Fire in the hole!
(ASSORTED ALIEN KLAXONS)
Kwas: Okay, people, that's done it! Let's boogie!
(THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP)
Triton Pilot: Commander Kwas, we got something weird going on up here.
Kwas: What is it, Triton-One?
Triton Pilot: Well, sir, there were a couple Eeks headed for the sub when they all of a sudden just . . . collapsed, sir.
Kwas: They unconscious, Triton-One?
Triton Pilot: Looks it, sir - though they might just be playin' possum. Figured I'd best give you a heads-up, whatever the case.
Kwas: Thanks, Triton-One. Much appreciated.